sandy's blog: "“You won’t leave me”"

Lying dead in a ditch Flesh shredded and torn No recognizable seen As the flesh slip from thy bone You may run away and take a breath Please stay and watch the flesh fall Breathe in the sweet decay Of rotting death and sorrow Enjoy my death that you see before you For this is the first and last

I cry each moment I think of thee Leaving tears on my eyes Wishing that you where still holding tight Hoping that you where still in sight Knowing that you’ve left Seeing that your memories are still hunting Sleeping has no relief Causing graphical almost physical truths of falseness To these ever tearing eyes Wishing you where gone completely Out of thy head, so this pain would go away How many more tears will I shed till you leave How many more nights will I dream of thee How much longer till this is gone Tears running down thy face No longer blue and clear Tear ducts turning red with pain and furry This is the last drop Nearing the end of good bye